Global Games: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

Did he agree?

Inside the Kyushu Group, Jiang Yu took a short break and, after leaving the laboratory, casually answered a call from Jiang Cheng, the head of the human resources department.

Jiang Cheng replied from the other end, "I'm sorry, Chief, I've done my best."

Upon learning that Mo Lan had politely declined their attempts to win her over, Jiang Yu couldn't help but sigh.

She had already vaguely seen considerable potential in Mo Lan, not to mention that the other party had helped her before.

Unfortunately, the other party had already made their own decision.

"I hope we can meet again."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yu turned around and disinfected herself again, throwing herself back into the experiment, almost to the point of forgetting to eat or sleep.

The reason is that what she is currently researching is one of the most important projects in the entire Kyushu Group and even the Eastern Continent Alliance.

This project is of extremely high importance, even involving an arms race among nations in the game of fate.

The next day.

Rongdu International High School:

When Mo Lan arrived at the classroom, Lin Youyou was already hunched over doing her homework, with a box of custard buns next to her.

"Good morning~" Lin Youyou said weakly, clearly not having slept enough and still feeling sleepy.

"morning."

Mo Lan greeted the other party.

I casually snatched a pig-shaped custard bun from the other person.

They ate lavishly.

"Mo Lan!"

Sally, who had also come to the class, suddenly patted Mo Lan on the shoulder from behind, becoming incredibly lively.

Mo Lan turned to look at the other person.

The girl's silver hair was a little messy, and today she wore it in pigtails. She was wearing a familiar pathology eye patch over her left eye.

She once said that the reason she wore an eye patch was because of an accident when she was a child, which caused her left eye to be photophobic and blind.

Did you have any nightmares last night?

She moved closer to Mo Lan and asked curiously.

Mo Lan stuffed the remaining half of the custard bun into her mouth: "Thanks to you, I didn't have any problems, and I slept very peacefully."

Sariel's lips finally curved into a smile, satisfied: "That's good."

Only then did he return to his seat and put down his backpack.

Then he took out a cold loaf of bread, took two bites, and poured a cup of instant coffee into the half-finished bottle of mineral water.

Screw on the cap, shake it vigorously, and then chug it down.

Let's treat it as breakfast.

Seeing this, Mo Lan frowned: "Is this all you're eating for breakfast?"

Sariel licked the bread crumbs from the corner of her mouth: "The family chef is on leave."

Mo Lan took out the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) she had bought on the way and placed it in front of Sally.

"Eat something warm for breakfast, otherwise it's bad for your stomach."

Sally picked up the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) and asked curiously:

"Really? But we've always eaten like this where we're from."

"At least that's the case in Tianhe..."

Mo Lan shrugged.

"Then I believe you!"

Sally picked up a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) and started eating it with gusto.

"tasty!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Lin Youyou, who was eating a steamed bun, suddenly perked up her ears.

No, nine out of ten are wrong.

She thought for a moment, then, holding the custard bun, went to Sally's side:

"Just eating savory food isn't enough! Come try Rongdu's must-eat dish: the Lava Custard Bun!"

"Hmm?"

Sally was momentarily flattered.

*****

The last class in the afternoon was combined by the Chinese teacher and used as an exam.

Mo Lan wrote furiously on the exam paper.

He finished the test quickly, and instead of checking it, he started staring out the window in a daze for the remaining thirty minutes.

Of course, he was actually studying his personal dashboard.

[Real Name: Mo Lan]

Danger Level: 1.5 (A mortal with a deadly weapon)

[Strength: Rank B]

Speed: B-level

[Physical Condition: Grade B]

[Mental Rank: B]

[Charm: A-level]

[Skills: Flash Energy (E), Ripple Breathing Technique (E)]

Bloodline: None.

[Items: The best knife in the village x1, Supreme Blessing Amulet.]

"E-Rank Origin Power: 20%"

Tick-tock...

Tick-tock...

The ticking of the second hand was intermittent, and Mo Lan couldn't help but feel sleepy. She glanced at the wall clock out of the corner of her eye.

He then noticed that the second hand on the clock seemed to have moved backward slightly...

Ok?

Mo Lan sensed something was wrong and looked up.

Click click click...

The second and minute hands on the clock began to rotate randomly and without any pattern.

"Cough cough..."

In a daze, Mo Lan heard a cough, like that of a critically ill patient.

The next second, the world changed drastically.

[Game of Fate: You have entered the special instance "Feast of Blood".]

[Difficulty: lv.3.]

[Synopsis: A vampire clan lurking in the shadows has invaded the peaceful city of Rongdu, using this popular school for its young students as their first stronghold.]

[Mission Guide - 1: Find the assimilated bloodline hidden within the class, and then escape!]

[Note: You only have one chance to attempt this instance. If you fail, all results within the instance will be final.]

When Mo Lan felt the dizziness subside and opened her eyes again, everything in front of her seemed to have become strange.

The students were still writing at their desks, while the newly arrived intern proctor was dozing off on the podium.

The only difference was the faint smell of blood in the air.

"Mission failure will become a reality; is this the Schrödinger's copy recorded in the United Nations?"

Mo Lan pondered this in her heart.

I never expected to get involved so quickly.

At that moment, the cross pendant in his arms suddenly became slightly warm.

Mo Lan subconsciously looked towards Sally's position, and sure enough, the latter was also looking at him and winked at him.

After the exam, Sally took Moran to the school's sports equipment room:

She said seriously, "Listen carefully, Momo, our school may have been transformed into a dungeon world. The specific situation is a bit complicated, but it's probably because some bloodline members have infiltrated."

Seeing this, Mo Lan decided to stop playing games and confessed, "Actually, I heard that voice too."

Sally's eyes lit up immediately: "You heard that too? Doesn't that mean you're qualified to be a player as well?"

Mo Lan nodded: "But I don't have much experience, so I'll have to rely on you."

"No problem!!"

Sally was overjoyed and patted him on the shoulder, "With me here, you can just lie still."

The two briefly discussed their next strategy and prepared to join forces to get through this dungeon.

At this moment, in Sally's heart, Mo Lan was a newcomer who had just been chosen by the game of fate and needed to be protected by a senior like her.

Of course, that's true; Mo Lan had only just finished her first beginner dungeon.

When I got back to the classroom, there was some commotion inside.

The reason was that after school, everyone discovered that the entire campus was shrouded in an unknown and inexplicable thick fog.

After leaving the teaching building, I couldn't find the main entrance at all; no matter which way I went, I would always end up back where I started.

At that moment, the classroom loudspeaker slowly began to play.

"Ahem... Students, please note that an unusually dense fog has suddenly appeared on campus. After an emergency discussion by our Board of Directors, we hereby officially announce the cancellation of all activities and classes."

"Please remain calm and follow the teacher's instructions. Stay in your designated areas within the classroom and do not push or rush..."

The non-players were completely bewildered by the sudden thick fog.

However, at that moment, another broadcast suddenly interrupted, with noticeably worse sound quality than the school broadcast, but much more serious.

"Attention all students of Rongdu International High School! This is the Tianhe National Special Affairs Bureau. This broadcast is being made using special equipment. Your school area has been covered by the Game of Fate."

"Next, please stay where you are, follow the instructions of the highest leader, and do not act rashly. The Special Affairs Bureau will soon dispatch a mobile team to enter and resolve the source of this instance."

This caused quite a stir in the class.

Before the Special Affairs Bureau made it public, they could still fool themselves, but they had just encountered a dead end.

But once the Special Affairs Bureau made the situation public, they completely panicked.

"A game of fate? We're doomed. I've seen the UN news; a massive copy like this is definitely something fishy going on."

"What do we do? When will the Special Affairs Bureau arrive? Are we going to have to spend the night at school?"

"What kind of dungeon is this?!"

Students at international high schools come from all over the world and have a more comprehensive understanding of the game of fate.

Therefore, they were even more aware of the horror involved.

That fear of the unknown suffocated them.

Are there fake humans, demons, zombies, or ghosts? Or is it a large-scale infectious disease? Or the resurgence of an evil god?

Students are always full of wild ideas, and the bolder ones have already started to wonder if they can have some unexpected adventures in this dungeon.

The timid might even scare themselves to death first.

Fortunately, the homeroom teacher, Old Man Meng, slammed his hand on the table, quickly calming the situation down.

Mo Lan, upon hearing the broadcast from the Special Affairs Bureau, looked at Sally beside her with some curiosity.

"The Tianhe Special Affairs Bureau, are they powerful?"

Sally rested her chin on her hand, her expression complex upon hearing this, and exclaimed, "They're absolutely amazing!"

"Never underestimate the violent organization that was created under the command of the Heavenly River Billion Scroll King."

"Besides them, there are also the Greys from New Europe and the Golden Eye from the Pan-American Federation; they all represent the most elite Fate players from their respective countries."

"If players from private companies encounter them in dungeons, they will generally make concessions and will never be hostile unless absolutely necessary."

Upon hearing this, Mo Lan thought to himself, "No wonder the Special Affairs Bureau dared to directly disclose the instance information to them in the instance."

For the Special Affairs Bureau, the most important thing for the students in the instance is to do nothing.

After all, some things just get worse the more you do them.

So, all that's left is for the Special Affairs Bureau's task force to launch its offensive, and all the problems will be solved.

But fate clearly wouldn't let them just give up like that.